a few yes, and at the time (high school-college) I felt it was some really awkward, embarrassing moments (they were straight guys too). But that ebarassment only lasted for a week or so, and once I knew there was no chance in hell I'd get the guy (though he might be flattered lol.) I'd soon lose interest in the guy and look elsewhere.

In retrospect I actually wish I'd acted on more of these crushes, I mean just to know... instead of wasting too much time wondering and wishing.

(that said, I always felt secure with my friends and never worried much about reputation/popularity or what peripheral people would think if/when a gay rumor came up. If you think such a thing would ruin your social life though, you should probably be more careful )

on my last day of highschool, i brazenly stopped in the hallways and told a few of the popular jocks that i'd been crushing on them for years. then walked away- their stunned expressions were priceless. i think those episodes probably lived on in their stories and jokes for a while after- i didn't care; i was gone for college at that point. had to get it all off my chest. :p

typically i live my life by a code of silence, when i'm attracted to straight men, which is usually. i don't want to hit on them or make them uncomfortable, fueling their preconceived fears of gay men. i've had a lot of straight guys tell me outright that they feel comfortable around me (i may keep my crushes private, but i'm certainly out of the closet) and that i've changed their opinions of gays. that feels good. but sometimes, you just have to get things off your chest- especially when there aren't gonna be any consequences for it.

Sophomore year in college I had an insane crush on another guy in my dorm whom I'd never had a class with or even spoken to. It led to my outing myself to my roommates in an embarrassingly whiny fashion. They tried to help by fixing me up with straight dates, each more pathetic than the last.On those rare occasions when I let myself think about this I can only cringe in shame. The only crumb of comfort is that it taught me never to waste emotional capital on unrequited love.

czarodziej saidon my last day of highschool, i brazenly stopped in the hallways and told a few of the popular jocks that i'd been crushing on them for years. then walked away- their stunned expressions were priceless. i think those episodes probably lived on in their stories and jokes for a while after- i didn't care; i was gone for college at that point. had to get it all off my chest. :p